Not to be mistaken with the thalai-keelai-rounding roller coasters and the yeows and oooooohs that can be heard. Yeah the past few weeks was really a roller coaster ride that iam in.. Still not got out of it though... The first exposure to "Twilight" ... :D again no mistakes to thinking of the dusk and the beautiful sky with the red shades... Me and my friend had gone this girls day shopping and got the Twilight saga ... The vampire-based fantasy/romance novel series. Romance was never my style of reading and I somehow convinced to read the first novel in the series and hell yes iam in the front seat of the roller coaster now. From the moment i had taken the book to read, everyday it was the anticipation for the next level. A human and a Vampire love, did take me back to my college days. Nostalgia about the non-stop-college-fundas we used to have during college, anything and everything gushed off from the time i had started reading.. and thy ended up a die hard Twilight Fan... For readers Twilight is suggested by Thy...
The sudden numbness that came into my right side, the fear-that-gripped everywhere and you have a choked feeling, imagining on what i was supposed to do if i really get a paralytic attack... i can hear giggles everywhere.. people iam panick stuck and thanks to the one week of second-seat-roller-coaster-ride and few tantrums thrown on friends (Scared them with my tears), parents, doctors (huh!!! what dya think, taking an xray on the neck thinking you have cervical spontilitis is not a joke) and finally ended up to know i had just muscle stiffness...
The roller coaster is still on as i continue reading the Twilight Series, tantrums still thrown on friends for my numbness, the super duper work i do at office... Waiting to climb down the roller coaster...
P.S: Reasons on why i did not write konja nalaiku... :) This should have been the title, due to image reasons.. hhehehe
July 31, 2009
June 05, 2009
Think Tank
This was the name of meeting rooms in one of the banks, when i had been to Zurich. Was so much impressed with the naming shtyle they had followed. Adhavathu literally "yosikum thotti" hahaha.. kudos to me with my translating abilities
Reminds me of a joke we tell about Sards. There was once this Sard who was writing an english exam. The question was "Write the past tense of Think". The Sard comes out and tells his friend on how he answered the question. "Aree yaarr.. i thought thought thought and wrote Thunk" (Think , Thank and Thunk)... aha.. ena oru moolai...
Whenever my Friend G asks , "Machi what are you doing not answering my question?" and if am gonna say "Thinking!!".. He gives me this laugh and says.. Machi.. its not your kinda job... i know so humiliating... i give him the thapichi-po-intha-thadavai-looks... we end up bursting out with our usual laughs...
Don't ask me why i ended up writing this topic.. iam still thinking...
June 04, 2009
My new Foot Spa Massager
Yeaaaaiiiii.. i got my new foot spa massager.. yes yes you heard it right.. i have been eyeing it for a very long time and today couldnt resist it as my legs get elephant tired (how long do we say dog tired.. summa oru changeeeku hehehe) after long walks. Really i walk a lot these days. And cutting the biggest story short, the massager seems to be working fine. After reading all those scary warnings of put-your-leg-only-when-massager-is-plugged it finally did serve the purpose.
People who want free foot massaging are welcome home. No one can be as hospitable than me :)
People who want free foot massaging are welcome home. No one can be as hospitable than me :)
June 03, 2009
At Random
What have I been doing for the past few days... Honestly speaking these days i wake up so early on Saturdays and Sundays.. What the hell happened to me. The Very sleepy me has gone and here comes the very brisk me who wakes up at 8 in the morning and dragging me to make a cup of coffee... kudos to me.. (nana than solanum.. neenga solamateenga hmmm)
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Getting aspired day by day to start working out and reduce my tummy... wht the heck :) everywhere you turn around people walk with flat tummies and shouldnt you get inspired by them... making fun of the language here alone doesnt help. get inspired go gal...
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The great Singapor Sale is on and my hand is arichifying like now imagine sorinju sorinju, i dont have a hand at all. So i decided to give my help to the sotres and save them from recession. ena kanravinu neenga thitarathu kekuthu. So konjam dollars Espirit ku eluthi vaichachu. And btw i was happy that i got a Espirt card a few of the vouchers free.. haiya.. finally i did get benefit from them.
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Happened to read the Coconut chutneys blog became an immediate fan of her. Chennainu yarachum solatum nan avanga fan. This gal seems to be such a cutie in writing and that too such a young age.. wow i envy you gal...
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Of all the important things, ulaga makkaluku ena solika virumbarena i have become the Athai. Yes please dont run your wild imaginations, my cousin has become amma and me the Athai. Waiting to take my marumagan in my hands and say maplai.. epadi iruka.. got to wait for days to do that.
Rightu.. let me take a break and meet you all soon...
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Getting aspired day by day to start working out and reduce my tummy... wht the heck :) everywhere you turn around people walk with flat tummies and shouldnt you get inspired by them... making fun of the language here alone doesnt help. get inspired go gal...
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The great Singapor Sale is on and my hand is arichifying like now imagine sorinju sorinju, i dont have a hand at all. So i decided to give my help to the sotres and save them from recession. ena kanravinu neenga thitarathu kekuthu. So konjam dollars Espirit ku eluthi vaichachu. And btw i was happy that i got a Espirt card a few of the vouchers free.. haiya.. finally i did get benefit from them.
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Happened to read the Coconut chutneys blog became an immediate fan of her. Chennainu yarachum solatum nan avanga fan. This gal seems to be such a cutie in writing and that too such a young age.. wow i envy you gal...
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Of all the important things, ulaga makkaluku ena solika virumbarena i have become the Athai. Yes please dont run your wild imaginations, my cousin has become amma and me the Athai. Waiting to take my marumagan in my hands and say maplai.. epadi iruka.. got to wait for days to do that.
Rightu.. let me take a break and meet you all soon...
May 08, 2009
Amma
Moms the best...
I know, this is going to be the topic on every blog... am i any exception... and that toO to write about my MOM. This is to let my amma know iam there for her anyday. Amma... such a nice way of calling mom, but never-the-less i ended up calling her Meeeeeee, where my annans and akkas ended up pulling me.. ean.. ammi aatukallunu koopiden. They will never rejoice the warmth that comes when calling her Meeeeee. Amma had always been my granny (Moms mom)
Amma has always been there for me. Amma always wanted me to call her amma and somehow we (who else can it be other than me and my bro V) ended up calling her Mee.. so here am gonna fulfill her wish. From the day i knew amma, she has always been active. I dono from where she gets such a great spirit, early morning when we were fast asleep she had always finishe almost all the chores. All we used to do was get up and eat the freshly made breakfast. By the time we finish the lunch would be ready. Am not kidding here, she is such a fast person. By the time the neighbours kitchen has breakfast being made, our house has lunch ready. Dad used to tell her she is like a fast machine.
Amma has been a strong support for all of us in the family. She has always been a pillar to the family. The days when dad was admitted in the hospital to the days when we fell ill, she had managed it all by her own will power and stayed with us never letting us down. She is amazing, she will let dad be with us in the hospital, go home, cook breakfast that is needed for all of us, make lunch, pack it and ride the bicycle back to hospital (which was near our house) and again evening she goes back home finishes all chores. She can never see us down.
Amma has taught me "Never look up on people who have more than us, see people who have less and who live their lives happily". (she learnt this from her amma) I have never, never heard amma ask for anything (i want this or i want that). Am not kidding, i dono why i never learn this habbit from her. She has always been content with what she has. Amma love you amma. She is such a talented person, i also learnt to paint from her. She taught me this beautiful art of glass painting, and dono why she is not pursuing it anymore. She has been a great friend of mine from school days till now. Remember following her from bedroom to kitchen telling all stories from school, college, about friends, movies, relatives, fights. We have discussed everything. My friends when they come home, are happy to discuss anything with her as she is such a friendly natured lady. She is tall and i admire her for her beauty.
Nobody can make pepper crab as delicious and yummy than her. Am a great fan of her when she makes non-veggies. The care she has for us never goes down. It has always been on the increasing phase. The days when she has been there with me for college admission, packing food for college (added muttai-dosais for friends), liking what we like, Smiles & giggles with her, speaking for us when we get scoldings from dad, crying when it is totally not needed (we are there for her), Tolerance(she is the heights- dono how long she can be like this and i will never learn this from her), never letting down me to V and same way about V to me, Dads greatest shoulder to lean to, Nowadays Racheals amma too :)... Can pen down on and on Amma is amma anyday...
I know, this is going to be the topic on every blog... am i any exception... and that toO to write about my MOM. This is to let my amma know iam there for her anyday. Amma... such a nice way of calling mom, but never-the-less i ended up calling her Meeeeeee, where my annans and akkas ended up pulling me.. ean.. ammi aatukallunu koopiden. They will never rejoice the warmth that comes when calling her Meeeeee. Amma had always been my granny (Moms mom)
Amma has always been there for me. Amma always wanted me to call her amma and somehow we (who else can it be other than me and my bro V) ended up calling her Mee.. so here am gonna fulfill her wish. From the day i knew amma, she has always been active. I dono from where she gets such a great spirit, early morning when we were fast asleep she had always finishe almost all the chores. All we used to do was get up and eat the freshly made breakfast. By the time we finish the lunch would be ready. Am not kidding here, she is such a fast person. By the time the neighbours kitchen has breakfast being made, our house has lunch ready. Dad used to tell her she is like a fast machine.
Amma has been a strong support for all of us in the family. She has always been a pillar to the family. The days when dad was admitted in the hospital to the days when we fell ill, she had managed it all by her own will power and stayed with us never letting us down. She is amazing, she will let dad be with us in the hospital, go home, cook breakfast that is needed for all of us, make lunch, pack it and ride the bicycle back to hospital (which was near our house) and again evening she goes back home finishes all chores. She can never see us down.
Amma has taught me "Never look up on people who have more than us, see people who have less and who live their lives happily". (she learnt this from her amma) I have never, never heard amma ask for anything (i want this or i want that). Am not kidding, i dono why i never learn this habbit from her. She has always been content with what she has. Amma love you amma. She is such a talented person, i also learnt to paint from her. She taught me this beautiful art of glass painting, and dono why she is not pursuing it anymore. She has been a great friend of mine from school days till now. Remember following her from bedroom to kitchen telling all stories from school, college, about friends, movies, relatives, fights. We have discussed everything. My friends when they come home, are happy to discuss anything with her as she is such a friendly natured lady. She is tall and i admire her for her beauty.
Nobody can make pepper crab as delicious and yummy than her. Am a great fan of her when she makes non-veggies. The care she has for us never goes down. It has always been on the increasing phase. The days when she has been there with me for college admission, packing food for college (added muttai-dosais for friends), liking what we like, Smiles & giggles with her, speaking for us when we get scoldings from dad, crying when it is totally not needed (we are there for her), Tolerance(she is the heights- dono how long she can be like this and i will never learn this from her), never letting down me to V and same way about V to me, Dads greatest shoulder to lean to, Nowadays Racheals amma too :)... Can pen down on and on Amma is amma anyday...
March 23, 2009
Re-Union
Out of Sight is out of mind... heard of this verse long before somewhere, by someone... and hey stop stop, is that happening to us also... once friends and now we are e-friends, isn't this becoming a virtual world... Emails, ecards, chats.... whoa.. people wait.. hold on.. where are days we used to go out meet at coffee shops, sit there and chat till the waiter gives us the leave-now-look, chill out at Satyam, Mayajal... ECR drives, weekly hang-outs...
We gang of 7 decided we will not let our Past hang-outs gone into just memories or slam books... so here was our poa (Plan of action)... that we meet every year... and just explore some part of the world... and which other place is best to start other than our "Sondha ThaaiNadu". Plans started from suggestions from all of us... Goa, Lonavala, Moonar, Kumarakom... U name it we had already finished discussing it... We even spoke about fishermans cove in Chennai :)
When we had already started our regular conf calls with varying Time Zones, half sleepy, pulling each other as usual... We all did get excited as we were all in totally different parts of the world and was really a long time that we had all met... We finally ended up deciding we will go to Lonavala... And now slowly... there came the regular stuff... G was not in a position to join us due to official reasons, L and M had their personal problems.. and so it was the four of us left to decide if we still wanted to go and we still decided to go. Atleast we were the first to take the first step...
The day came too... the much awaited day to meet and have fun as we used to in our good ol' days... It all started on a very early flight to Lonavala.. very early here i mean.. really early.. had to be at the airport by 4. A flight till Pune.. and here we took the cab to Lonavala. Luggages piled up, early morning stop at the Dhaba to get just a cup of tea, u must be joking.. i was hungry and all we get was tea... ok.. our journey continued to the much awaited green place. But wait, where has all the greenry gone? it was rather brownery. Whts wrong with the place? ...ahn. we had taken the wrong time of the year.. and chennai claimed to be a better place. But cant keep cribbing about it all the time when we had the next 3 days to be spent here. But the hotel turned out to be a heaven, with spa, good food, nice cozy rooms and most of all good friends to have fun.
Three days of watching sunset together, climbing the karla caves, looking at awe at the beautiful built caves, playing cards, watching movie at lonavala, buying chikki, talking about the booth bungalow, playing pranks of dropping me at the booth bungalow, buying things on the roadside shops, the togetherness at the indian-grand-canyon, shopping at pune, running for our flight, no matter how brown the place was our three days was really a good break, though L, G and M missed it, we sure to make it next time for that... our three days ended so short
Looking forward for our next meet....
We gang of 7 decided we will not let our Past hang-outs gone into just memories or slam books... so here was our poa (Plan of action)... that we meet every year... and just explore some part of the world... and which other place is best to start other than our "Sondha ThaaiNadu". Plans started from suggestions from all of us... Goa, Lonavala, Moonar, Kumarakom... U name it we had already finished discussing it... We even spoke about fishermans cove in Chennai :)
When we had already started our regular conf calls with varying Time Zones, half sleepy, pulling each other as usual... We all did get excited as we were all in totally different parts of the world and was really a long time that we had all met... We finally ended up deciding we will go to Lonavala... And now slowly... there came the regular stuff... G was not in a position to join us due to official reasons, L and M had their personal problems.. and so it was the four of us left to decide if we still wanted to go and we still decided to go. Atleast we were the first to take the first step...
The day came too... the much awaited day to meet and have fun as we used to in our good ol' days... It all started on a very early flight to Lonavala.. very early here i mean.. really early.. had to be at the airport by 4. A flight till Pune.. and here we took the cab to Lonavala. Luggages piled up, early morning stop at the Dhaba to get just a cup of tea, u must be joking.. i was hungry and all we get was tea... ok.. our journey continued to the much awaited green place. But wait, where has all the greenry gone? it was rather brownery. Whts wrong with the place? ...ahn. we had taken the wrong time of the year.. and chennai claimed to be a better place. But cant keep cribbing about it all the time when we had the next 3 days to be spent here. But the hotel turned out to be a heaven, with spa, good food, nice cozy rooms and most of all good friends to have fun.
Three days of watching sunset together, climbing the karla caves, looking at awe at the beautiful built caves, playing cards, watching movie at lonavala, buying chikki, talking about the booth bungalow, playing pranks of dropping me at the booth bungalow, buying things on the roadside shops, the togetherness at the indian-grand-canyon, shopping at pune, running for our flight, no matter how brown the place was our three days was really a good break, though L, G and M missed it, we sure to make it next time for that... our three days ended so short
Looking forward for our next meet....
March 16, 2009
Girl Friends...
Warning: This is a lengthy post and people with less patience beware
How many of us have a count of really good girl friends whom we can go back to and share our feelings, or who can even understand our silence... This post is dedicated to all my girl friends (Not to be taken in the wrong sense) to whom i get back to anytime of the day, month or year and pester them with my problems, my agony, my cribbings, my joy, my findings...
Being with girl friends who are of the same frequency, wave-length or whatever you call it, is such an exhilarated feeling. Girl friends come in all forms... L & S are such wonderful friends, that they can listen to you even past mid-night and still answer to all the ridiculous questions i ask them and finally L and me find S sleeping with a snore... L encourages whatever I am upto, from dresses i wear to the dresses I pick in shopping (finally i end up buying two extra set of dresses with L's encouragement and damage to my purse is already done). L has this wonderful habbit of getting tensed when someone has to pass a comment on me, or say something to hurt me... How happy I feel inside me, that i feel i really have good friends who care for me... S on the contrary listens quietly and finally tells me to ignore them and walk off...
Then comes D... Known D for about 20yrs by now.. wow thats quite some time... Being with her for such a long time, we have had enuf fights between us and our friends used to tease us saying thought u both were in a fight... and still the next time we speak to each other... there is never this stopping of us and we end up speaking as if we never fought in this world... She has always been with me through my ups and downs, we have cried to each other, consoled each other, Shopped together, watched movies together, watched the sunset at Besant Nagar Beach and the waves hitting our legs, gossiped about friends, Looked at all smart men together, Surprised each other with gifts all the time, been to each others house and known each others families so long... Never can put our times in a small post... D this part is mostly for you...
Then comes my sweet sweet Roomy R... Being a fashion designer learned many things from her on many ways of dressing, been roaming with her for some 4 years and now missing her badly... She was a great sense of support for me, from being brave (call her our super-woman) to doing all crazy things in life...
Then is S my dear college friend and then became part of my life... she is the best of all... She knows wht i think and the other way... No one can replace you my Dear S... Great times were with her while we shopped when we were out of our jobs, when we used to meet at the head-office (Globus) and pestering other friends to meet us there, Eating out daily even with what less money we had then, movies, outings, our laughter... nothing can beat it...
And finally O... She is my soulmate... I can be with her how iam and even my silence is understood with her... our bike rides, our yapping about anything and everything under the sun, lengthy talks about life, our eatouts at little italy, exploring chennai, movies at satyam... gosh my partner in crime for shopping... i know her husband has to replace my position now...
The world would have been a darker place without you gals ...
Keep rocking dear ponnugale... you are the best...
P.S: There are lots of other girl friends of mine whom i have missed here to mention.. pls dont take it hard.. coz without you all i wouldnt have made so far...
How many of us have a count of really good girl friends whom we can go back to and share our feelings, or who can even understand our silence... This post is dedicated to all my girl friends (Not to be taken in the wrong sense) to whom i get back to anytime of the day, month or year and pester them with my problems, my agony, my cribbings, my joy, my findings...
Being with girl friends who are of the same frequency, wave-length or whatever you call it, is such an exhilarated feeling. Girl friends come in all forms... L & S are such wonderful friends, that they can listen to you even past mid-night and still answer to all the ridiculous questions i ask them and finally L and me find S sleeping with a snore... L encourages whatever I am upto, from dresses i wear to the dresses I pick in shopping (finally i end up buying two extra set of dresses with L's encouragement and damage to my purse is already done). L has this wonderful habbit of getting tensed when someone has to pass a comment on me, or say something to hurt me... How happy I feel inside me, that i feel i really have good friends who care for me... S on the contrary listens quietly and finally tells me to ignore them and walk off...
Then comes D... Known D for about 20yrs by now.. wow thats quite some time... Being with her for such a long time, we have had enuf fights between us and our friends used to tease us saying thought u both were in a fight... and still the next time we speak to each other... there is never this stopping of us and we end up speaking as if we never fought in this world... She has always been with me through my ups and downs, we have cried to each other, consoled each other, Shopped together, watched movies together, watched the sunset at Besant Nagar Beach and the waves hitting our legs, gossiped about friends, Looked at all smart men together, Surprised each other with gifts all the time, been to each others house and known each others families so long... Never can put our times in a small post... D this part is mostly for you...
Then comes my sweet sweet Roomy R... Being a fashion designer learned many things from her on many ways of dressing, been roaming with her for some 4 years and now missing her badly... She was a great sense of support for me, from being brave (call her our super-woman) to doing all crazy things in life...
Then is S my dear college friend and then became part of my life... she is the best of all... She knows wht i think and the other way... No one can replace you my Dear S... Great times were with her while we shopped when we were out of our jobs, when we used to meet at the head-office (Globus) and pestering other friends to meet us there, Eating out daily even with what less money we had then, movies, outings, our laughter... nothing can beat it...
And finally O... She is my soulmate... I can be with her how iam and even my silence is understood with her... our bike rides, our yapping about anything and everything under the sun, lengthy talks about life, our eatouts at little italy, exploring chennai, movies at satyam... gosh my partner in crime for shopping... i know her husband has to replace my position now...
The world would have been a darker place without you gals ...
Keep rocking dear ponnugale... you are the best...
P.S: There are lots of other girl friends of mine whom i have missed here to mention.. pls dont take it hard.. coz without you all i wouldnt have made so far...
February 24, 2009
Madurai...The City that never Sleeps...
True to those words enga ooru thoongi nan enaikume pathathu ilai... It starts with the freshness in the morning when we go out and see people queueing to get milk, the small tea shops with hot milk boiling and chaya ready to be given... men squatting near the shops waiting for the tea.. apadiye cut panrom.. shot moves to the ladies who are readily with their kola maavu* to start painting their imagination in front of their house... This scene is really missing as we move out of the city to the metro life... omg.. how much i am missing being at home...
The hustle bustle life starts slowly, the milk man going from one home to another, the paper boy throwing papers, ammas preparing breakfast for their kids and the husbands and the family... Kids on cycles to schools, Men hurrying in their bikes... all these are regular morning plights in every city.. yes i agree.. but Maduraikunu oru Shtyle irukunga...
The hustle bustle life starts slowly, the milk man going from one home to another, the paper boy throwing papers, ammas preparing breakfast for their kids and the husbands and the family... Kids on cycles to schools, Men hurrying in their bikes... all these are regular morning plights in every city.. yes i agree.. but Maduraikunu oru Shtyle irukunga...
You should be very talented to ride a bike in Madurai. If you have ridden a bike here then you can ride it anywhere... apadi oru logic... god knows when the person going in front of us will turn, dono which side is he going to turn, though the right indicator will keep blinking he still will not turn at times, when the Green light turns on the signal people rush like they are participating in a F1 race... The steaming looks i get from my dad when i ride it along with the crowd... nowadays as we are turning into the wonder world of telecommunications, people drive/ride with cell phones on their ear (even the cyclist holds his mobile and not bothering about others but ride to his own glory) ...
Speaking about respect... Madurailathaanga kathukanum. Any person is treated with due respect here... After setting foot into Chennai the first thing that shook me hard was the way we were treated by the local automan... "Enga oorula epadi mariyathaiya pesuvaanga theriyuma" My friends should be tired of hearing this stmt from me all the time...
The "Manmanam maratha pengal". Western shtyle is trying hard to step into Madurai... Though u see women in jean or kurthas, the traditional manam is still there. You can see girls in half saree, Sarees mostly and chudidhars come next and a few % of jeans and others. What more do you want
More stories to continue later...
February 21, 2009
I want to dont want paal...
Kids these days ... i tell u .... imagine the same statement been told by our Amma Appas about us... if we had imagined ourselves to be smarter than our parents... here comes the shock of our lives.. kids are far far better now... they dont even think before they speak coz they have it all stored in them.. coming to the title of this blog.. My best friends 2 year old daughter says this statement to say she doesnt want milk :)
No more do we need to check the correctness of this statement, the message is clearly conveyed to us.. she doesnt want to drink milk... lol... i pity her mom... I happen to roam around with this bunch of family crowd, though i dont mainly baby sit the kids.. but enjoy playing with them, they have so much to tell us... They are stubborn in what they want, they know to gain attention, they bargain more than us, we need to bribe them more... and they are too fast in learning things... they dont lose energy... omg... This lil lady am speaking about is full of josh... as they say... a F1 racer loses 5kgs after a race, everytime iam with her.. i feel i have lost 1kg.. running behind her and playing with her.. but it is fun... as they grow i think we need to be all the more prepared to answer all their questions...
Had we been so much energitic or been this shrewd... god knows...
No more do we need to check the correctness of this statement, the message is clearly conveyed to us.. she doesnt want to drink milk... lol... i pity her mom... I happen to roam around with this bunch of family crowd, though i dont mainly baby sit the kids.. but enjoy playing with them, they have so much to tell us... They are stubborn in what they want, they know to gain attention, they bargain more than us, we need to bribe them more... and they are too fast in learning things... they dont lose energy... omg... This lil lady am speaking about is full of josh... as they say... a F1 racer loses 5kgs after a race, everytime iam with her.. i feel i have lost 1kg.. running behind her and playing with her.. but it is fun... as they grow i think we need to be all the more prepared to answer all their questions...
Had we been so much energitic or been this shrewd... god knows...
February 20, 2009
Chennaiiiiiiii......
So long Chennaila irunthuruken.. and whts up.. no blogs about it.. here i come with my new stories... Happened to be in Chennai last week during Valentines day and voila.. Chennai has undergone a great change... The moment i landed in Chennai i was in sheer joy, First am gonna meet my friends.. and the second thing was Shopping... Whats more than shopping for a girl..
Just put down my bags in my friends house and then started straight for dinner at a famous hotel in chennai. Velavasi eririchu makale... A once 200Rs Buffet was charged 700 that day... so on second thoughts we went to the other restaurant in the same hotel... 700 eee.. parava ilanu ... we felt finally... A plate of kal dosai was charged 250 Rs.. ammadiyov.. wht the heck.. just pay for it.. and have the not so so tasty kal dosai... and we barged out of the hotel by 10.30 p.m. Even after all those Val day threats, people were flooding into the hotel. Being three girls we just had to take an auto back home and with lots of talking, gossiping, we had to get back to sleep.. We had a big day coming up... yeow... shopping...
Nothing can beat chennai when it comes to shopping... whao... Pantaloons, West side, City centre, Regal shoes, Landmark, omg... lots and lots.. My friends are never tired of me when i say shopping, though they give me this weird look of god-when-is-she-gonna-stop. West side had a great collection of kurtis, though my so so not shopping friends (who just got 3 sets of kurtis) said the collections were less. Managed to grab a few sets after one of my friend gave me this signal of are-u-going-to-try-them-or-do-i-leave look, we headed straight to the Regal footwear shop and brought down the whole store trying all the slippers, again after few hundreds lost from our purses we managed to enter city centre. The big sale... All the indianised kurtis and skirts that you dont get abroad... man it was a treat for me... trying all of 'em... watching all the beautiful girls... now i understand why there is a big lot of guy crowd just roaming around in city centre.
All sorts of crowd in city centre, from people who are seeing escalators for the first time in their life, the not so interested salesman, kids who are left alone when parents shop, the excited women, bored men (mainly husbands) say what.. i miss chennai a lot... With lots of shopping done had to leave chennai with a heavy heart..
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